Limerence Stories

she loved her in the quietest way possible - like a secret carried through midnight drives, old songs, and unfinished conversations. twice / satzu 𓏲᠀ 𓄲₊˚✧ @isapsychowriter

This is my first collection of poems; the themes go from love and passion to loneliness and deep existential reflections , but all texts are short, in rhyme and full of vivid, strong emotions. Give it a try if you want! (UPDATED EVERY WEEK!)

too lethal to survive

Every girl with her height got a second look. Every girl with her face got followed. Neriah was never supposed to matter to him. She was just a name, a file, a shadow he was meant to watch from a distance. Until watching turned into something else-something dangerous. Kaelon has always lived in control, in silence, in violence. But when Neriah disappears, so does the part of him that pretends to be sane. Now he's searching for her through cities, memories, and blood-stained truths neither of them were meant to uncover. Because some love stories don't start with "I love you." They start with obsession.

Synopsis: Limerence is not just a love story. It's a series of misfortunate events that lead us to becoming. It's a story about recognition. About what happens when the universe orchestrates something too precise to be coincidence, when two people meet not by accident but by design. It's about a reckoning and the rupture that follows. It's about reverence. Set against the backdrop of soft nights and silent mornings, of city lights and heartbeats in dark rooms, Limerence follows a bond that blurs the line between fate and fantasy. Their love exists in fragments, in glances, in silence, in the ache of what can't be said. It's intimate, disarming, and deeply human. But love, like seasons, shifts. And sometimes the most profound connections are the ones that leave us. They haunt us. They shape us. They teach us how to hold on and how to let go. It's also a reflection on the quiet betrayals that unfold in the name of friendship. On the violence that lingers in the rooms where someone should have already left. Sometimes the people we tether ourselves to begin to rot the very places meant to hold love. And by the time we realize it, we've already bruised the hands reaching out to save us. This is a story for anyone who's ever touched something sacred, fleeting, and real. Even if only for a moment. A song for every soft ache, illusion, and unraveling. Limerence: Reverence and Ruins - the soundtrack. Listen as you read: https://music.apple.com/us/playlist/limerence-the-soundtrack/pl.u-38oWXB4uPpDdPJ4 Disclaimer: Although this story may resemble real people and events, certain details have been dramatized or altered in language to create a version of reality as poetic and beautiful as it once felt. Some locations have been changed, and names have been intentionally left out. This story was never meant for the world to fully understand. Only for two people. And only they will ever know the truth that lingers quietly in Paris.

What if the man you've been writing about for eleven years suddenly appeared in real life? At fifteen, I created Jeo my favorite fictional character and the blueprint of every romantic daydream I ever had. Eleven years later, I met Dio. A guy who wasn't supposed to be important. Yet somehow, he carried pieces of a character I thought only existed in my stories. Coincidence? Manifestation? Delusion? Honestly, I don't know. All I know is that every chapter I wrote years ago suddenly feels a little less fictional. And maybe that's where this story begins.

In Beacon Hills, nothing ever happens - until three friends search for a dead body and discover that the real nightmare is still alive. Now they're caught in a supernatural hunt where they're not sure who's predator and who's prey. lim·er·ence /ˈlimərəns/ noun: limerence; plural noun: limerences the state of being infatuated with another person, typically experienced involuntarily and characterized by a strong desire for reciprocation of one's feelings.

──────── ※ ※ ※ ※ ※ ※ ──────── Some feelings are never meant to be spoken out loud. They simply sit inside you and make a home in the corners of your heart. 𝗗𝐢𝐥 - 𝐞 - 𝐑𝐚𝐚𝐳 was written in that quiet corner. This poetry collection contains eight poetic Urdu verses written in the hope of being written to. It encaptured the feeling of unrequited feelings, passionate denial and irreversible limerence. Urdu is my mother tongue. And when there were poetries inside me that the English couldn't truly hold, my heart decided to bleed words in Urdu. However, I have included the English Translation of each poem for my non-Urdu speaking readers. I have tried to imitate the effect of each poem in English too. A section is dedicated to the vocabulary used in every poem for clarity. I hope you enjoy reading this work as much as I enjoyed bringing it to life. And I hope you fall in love with how different languages can encapture multitudes of similar emotions in just a few words. ──────── ※ ※ ※ ※ ※ ※ ────────

JOTARO X BLACK READER I never knew this type of love existed.

Noun: the state of being infatuated with another person. He noticed the things about her that others didn't...

The Limerence Trilogy is about a balcony boy who became the author's long-time muse (and happy crush). The first poem (Limerence), which was written around September 2024, reflects the balcony boy's and the persona's first meeting. They say that some people can fall in love within three seconds, but this was a different case. He made her heart skip a beat from the very second she laid eyes on him. The second poem (Limerence II), created around October 2024, shows the persona's admiration for the balcony boy's physical qualities. It is evident that the persona sees the balcony boy as a happy crush that keeps her motivated, and seeing him makes her entire day better. Lastly, the third poem (Limerence III), marking its birth in November 2025, has a strong tinge of the persona's yearning for the balcony boy. She hopes that he could notice her, even just for a single millisecond, since she knows that she lacks the courage to come up to him and talk.

She saw him for the first time without her glasses. A silhouette. A sweater. A voice like still water. Just a glance-fleeting, forgettable. A face in a sea of faces. Or at least, that's how she wished she could remember it. But the truth was: she was whipped from the moment she first saw him. This wasn't just a crush- it was limerence, longing, and a yearning that refused to fade. As their conversations deepened, so did her confusion. Was he interested... or just kind? Was it love... or projection? She was falling in love more with what he represented... and learning, painfully, that what she was searching for was never in them to begin with.

Who knew you could get so attached to a person who hates you?

This book is dedicated to David Charles Canon💛

Aria Madison Bond had always preferred solitude. The quiet hum of her own thoughts was all she ever needed, and the idea of deep connections made her uneasy. She thrived in the peace of her own company, never seeking the chaos of friendship or romance. But when she met Preston Mark Borromeo the world around her shifted. His presence, his smile, his voice everything about him captivated her in a way she couldn't explain. Slowly, the quiet girl who once cherished isolation found herself spiraling into obsession. What began as simple admiration soon turned into an all-consuming need. She began to fantasize about him constantly, imagining a world where they were always together, where he would love her the way she longed for. As her delusion grew, so did her willingness to cross any boundary. She was determined to make him fall for her, no matter the cost, even if it meant bending reality to her will.

SENIOR HIGH SCHOOL SERIES #1

camille von rosewald wakes on an early, early autumn morning, her brother rushing her out of bed in order to meet the carriage. which carriage? well, that's a good question. one that she has, too, in fact. camille finds herself at the manor of earl elias van cortlandt, a man whom she's never met or seen before in her life. they're engaged. is he horrible? is he kind? she has no idea. with her family on the other side of the region, she really has no choice. this is good. it's how it's meant to happen. it... is good, right? @bunnie_dust for cover and headers

As a woman meets a man at the bar her past begins to unfold. Her last of young romance and hurt that was supposed to remain history begins to show again. Will this woman ever find peace?

I love love. And I wanted to give just some random facts on it. This will include my opinions on it as well as other people's opinions on the state of limerence and infatuation.

this was a space i'd write on the walls of hoping someone else would've read it too but no one ever did and that was almost ten years ago i'm here to write on the walls again not for anyone to see but so maybe in another ten years i can see it again